Olive Branch
Anti-howling receives the
deserter. There was a mass
breast-beating without
any noise.
The pugnacious jaw
drops. Shows a frail
sensitivity to tormented
values –
of invisible mirrors, shutting
down the wolf’s face. An
ancient spider jumps
on your bronzed ego.
A transsexual walks on
the ramp to defend her territory.
Cucumbers would jump to
conceive the obnoxious yawning.
Satish Verma
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